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— ❝ Hello, traveler ! It’s rather chilly– are you okay in your robes like that? ❞

Ophelia could not help but feel as if she had seen the man’s face somewhere– perhaps on an einherjar card? Oh, how she must have been slacking on her studies if she could not recall even a name or a tale, yet there was that tingly feeling of knowing on the tip of her tongue.

Nevertheless, it was rather cold in Nohr, and although she was up above in search of something specific, she was well aware the surface was no good place for strangers lest they wish to be robbed.

❝ Come now, let us walk and talk to somewhere warmer ! Where were you traveling to? Your feet must ache of weary journeys– why, you must have come here by marching from afar– and all alone ! You’re a brave soul, yes– I can tell this, your aura speaks volumes. ❞

A fib, most likely, but there was most certainly something curious about the mysterious foreigner.

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“Huh- o-oh! Y-yeah it’s fine.”

The tactician said as he was startled by the voice coming right behind him. Having walked around aimlessly for some minutes now, he is surprised to actually having found someone, he expected to find.

Because this was not a place that he ever knew of! Not wh--

--His thoughts were interrupted, as the girl’s poetic speech suddenly seemed to ring a bell on his head. He heard this kind of talk before! But it couldn’t be, right? This is not his homeland!

...Is it? The familiar feeling wouldn’t go away...

“Oh, s-sure. we should go.” he said as he simply followed. “Ah, I’m just a wandering... writer.” almost biting his tongue before saying ‘tactician’, Robin hoped the girl would not inquire too much into it. He was asked to come to this particular world, but other than them being unknown, he wasn’t told much.

And even so, he still had a ticket back ‘home’- the Dragon Gate. But nonetheless, he still has a task, and one he was willing to see through.

“I’m just trying to find some inspiration for the next chapter.” taking out a pen, he said with a lifted tone. The words of the girl having an impact on his mannerisms, as if he actually had been influenced by something similar before.

#memorabaliac #.logbook: nohr #This works perfectly!#I'm just sorry if I'm not doing a good work. I'm trying!#But thank you so much for the starter!

[I’d like to point out that my Robin may be Post-Endgame of Awakening, but he hasn’t returned to Chrom and the others, and he’s suffering from amnesia again.

And his family situation are -intentionally- ambiguous, to be more open to ships and the like. I do have a favorite ship but I wanna be open minded.

But I think I may actually be more willing to do moments before he lost his memories for a second time, for the sake of making him easier to approach. It’s been two weeks, and it seems to be a major issue.

Other than me not approaching others. But I wasn’t good at it ever!

So I hope I can really get this blog kicking. Because I wanted to come back to the FE RP fandom.]

#.outoftactics

krazehkai

Because there can never be enough Robin(s)~

#.portrait #.alternate self #Double the Robin twice the harem #I mean the fun-

[Plot where Robin accidently starts the whole Santa Claus stuff in the FE verse, but someone tells him to change his robe for a red and white colored one.

And maybe get a beard.]

#Nevermind me I'm just brainstorming after remaining quiet for so long #.outoftactics #On second thought Hector is more fit for this.#BUT WHATEVER IT WAS AN IDEA

[So... a porn blog just followed me.

I know Robin has some swag going, but that was fast, I didn’t even get to show it off!]

#.outoftactics #.tbd

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[To all followers, hello!

I mean, it’s just a few at the moment, but thank you very much for following me.

I was wondering… if you’re okay with an open starter? My Robin, however, suffers from amnesia, and I would try to make the situation as ambiguous as possible, and depending on who it is, the setting is set.

…Is that okay with you guys?]

#gonna keep trying this!#if not I'll contact on Wednesday...#.outoftactics

[To all followers, hello!

I mean, it’s just a few at the moment, but thank you very much for following me.

I was wondering... if you’re okay with an open starter? My Robin, however, suffers from amnesia, and I would try to make the situation as ambiguous as possible, and depending on who it is, the setting is set.

...Is that okay with you guys?]

#.outoftactics

daraen-dragmire-deactivated2022

robin and morgan(find on pixiv)

#.memories: aspiring daughter?#.portrait

@princepsmarmoreum

It’s been an unknown amount of time for the male since he last came home. Or at least, this is “home” according to Hubba, who clearly remembered him.

“Oh yeah, you were always with that Prince. He was one I could get along, you know? He always obliged to my requests with such fancy words, I tell you!”

Something tells Robin however, that the old man was getting the wrong impression from this prince he was talking about. Considering how he referred to the Einherjar in such a particular manner... especially the females. Queen of Restoration Eirika came to mind, how he fancied her in a dress, as he admired her portrait...

“Hmm... this place...” back to reality, Robin looked around, as if trying to remember something from this land. However, he was told by Hubba to ‘not take very long’, for he still had job to do. The tactician just felt nostalgic, despite his amnesia, and wanted to try and recall something from his past life.

But yes, he hasn’t forgotten to what duty he pledged now to. He couldn’t ‘go back home’ yet. Besides, this land was free of the main threat, right?

If his friends are as strong as he was told, then they should be able to take care of everything else. He should have faith in them. And faith, he had, even if he couldn’t remember them... if he could describe it, maybe he’d use the words of...

“We’re united by invisible ties, unbreakable, even if I don’t remember you all, I know I can trust you.”

He said that maybe a bit too outloud.

#.land of origin: ylisse #.revisiting the roots: old comrades #princepsmarmoreum

“O lighting that surrounds our skies, fill me with your power to smite the enemy! Thoron!” opening the palm of his hand, a blast of electricity erupted from it, as the book on his other hand glew with intensity, the pages furiously turning as the blast ended coming.

It’s target: an unknown enemy, one who, while human, wasn’t it. According to Hubba, at least, and a mysterious red woman who nonchantly advised Robin to not hold back, as she cut them down. In that moment, the Tactician was ready to raise his argument.

Until he noticed the enemy dissipate into nothingness, leaving nothing behind.

As the spell hit the enemy, it did the same: it crumbled down, and began to fade into nothingness. Relieved, the white haired man let his body be free of the surge of electricity, and let out a sigh of relief.

“That was the last of them...” he muttered, as he turned to the woman, who was his partner for defending this particular gate. Hubba referred to it as a gate that connected to the land of Elibe, one who, was recovering from a war between man and dragons.

While humans were victorious, and the dragon returned to their land through the ‘Dragon Gate’, Robin couldn’t help but feel something whenever he was close to it. Sure, it may be his first time experiencing this, as this is his first time this close to such an enormous gate.

Or was it? He can’t remember...

Letting out another sigh, he was patted on the shoulder by the woman, who told him ‘Cheers luv, the cavarly’s here.’ with a wink, and motioned him to follow her.

Whatever that sensation was, it could wait. For now, he needed to reorganize another defense point in case another enemy came.

#.side stories: the other world #[There is a reference that it's not easy to miss!]